Weekend Wrap-Up
I'll just jump right into it.
Friday, went blueberry pickin' with Marie in the am. At night, we met up with Moosa and we saw Talladega Nights.
I saw it earlier in the week, but it was just as funny the second time. Such a hilariously awesome movie. It wasn't as funny as Anchor Man, but it was still great. Seriously, they gave the little boy the BEST lines!
Saturday, Mom, Jen and I went into the city. Well, Bonnie and I did, we met Jen who was all ready there. The three of us had lunch and then went to see The Wedding Singer. I have to say this is the one show I have been looking forward to since I first heard about it. Plus I really really really really wanted to see Stephen Lynch.
We get to the theatre and the first thing you see when they let you in is a big board that says "At This Performance" and it has a list of any actors who are not in the show that performance with the name of their character listed first. So what do I see?
Robbie Hart will be played by . . . . . . .
Yeah. Stephen Lynch was out. Consequently so was Laura Benanti, who usually plays Julia.
I was so not happy.
Mom and I were seated in the second row. Jen, whose ticket Mom had bought just a few days ago, was seated in Row M.
The show started, and even though I was royally p'od there was no Stephen Lynch, the guy who was his understudy was AWESOME! He was frickin' hilarious! And the woman who played Julia was actually someone Bonnie and I had seen before and she was great too.
Anyway, there were 4 seats on the other side of me that were empty, so during the intermission, Jen moved up to our row, and we shifted over 3 seats.
I won't give away some stuff in the ending, that was just too awesome, but I will say this. During the part where The Grandma, Rose does her rap, she throws a towel out into the audience, and my mom totally caught it. Also during the finale, someone's earring flew off and she got that too.
After the show, we waited by the stagedoor and got everyone's autographs. Mom even got her Granny Sweat Towel signed by the actress who played her.
We parted ways with Jen, who headed home, while we had dinner, because we had another show to see. After dinner, we still had time to kill, so we hung out at the Marriot Marquis. The show for the night was Martin Short's not quite one man show, called Fame Becomes Me.
Quite honestly, that was ehh. Martin Short's stuff was maybe only half funny. His ensemble though, included a woman from Mad TV and Mary Birdsong AKA Deputy Kimball from Reno 911. She was hilarious. At one point she did this like, Canadian Julie Garland thing, was was too dead on. His ensemble was way funnier than he was.
The coolest thing though, was his onstage musical director, Marc Shaiman. I swear Bonnie and I were the only ones who knew who was at first. Amongst other things, he co-wrote the music to the musical Hairspray as well as the songs in The South Park Movie.
We waited by the stagedoor for that too, but after a half hour of waiting, only Marc Shaiman and one other person came out, so we called it a night and headed home.
So I rate the day like this: Even though The Wedding Singer didn't have Stephen Lynch, it was still awesome.
Martin Short's show was aight, with his ensemble much funnier than him.
Oh! I forgot to mention the most ironic thing. At the stagedoor, while waiting for people to come out after The Wedding Singer, it turns out, the reason Stephen Lynch wasn't there, was because he was at a wedding! Seriously!
Friday, went blueberry pickin' with Marie in the am. At night, we met up with Moosa and we saw Talladega Nights.
I saw it earlier in the week, but it was just as funny the second time. Such a hilariously awesome movie. It wasn't as funny as Anchor Man, but it was still great. Seriously, they gave the little boy the BEST lines!
Saturday, Mom, Jen and I went into the city. Well, Bonnie and I did, we met Jen who was all ready there. The three of us had lunch and then went to see The Wedding Singer. I have to say this is the one show I have been looking forward to since I first heard about it. Plus I really really really really wanted to see Stephen Lynch.
We get to the theatre and the first thing you see when they let you in is a big board that says "At This Performance" and it has a list of any actors who are not in the show that performance with the name of their character listed first. So what do I see?
Robbie Hart will be played by . . . . . . .
Yeah. Stephen Lynch was out. Consequently so was Laura Benanti, who usually plays Julia.
I was so not happy.
Mom and I were seated in the second row. Jen, whose ticket Mom had bought just a few days ago, was seated in Row M.
The show started, and even though I was royally p'od there was no Stephen Lynch, the guy who was his understudy was AWESOME! He was frickin' hilarious! And the woman who played Julia was actually someone Bonnie and I had seen before and she was great too.
Anyway, there were 4 seats on the other side of me that were empty, so during the intermission, Jen moved up to our row, and we shifted over 3 seats.
I won't give away some stuff in the ending, that was just too awesome, but I will say this. During the part where The Grandma, Rose does her rap, she throws a towel out into the audience, and my mom totally caught it. Also during the finale, someone's earring flew off and she got that too.
After the show, we waited by the stagedoor and got everyone's autographs. Mom even got her Granny Sweat Towel signed by the actress who played her.
We parted ways with Jen, who headed home, while we had dinner, because we had another show to see. After dinner, we still had time to kill, so we hung out at the Marriot Marquis. The show for the night was Martin Short's not quite one man show, called Fame Becomes Me.
Quite honestly, that was ehh. Martin Short's stuff was maybe only half funny. His ensemble though, included a woman from Mad TV and Mary Birdsong AKA Deputy Kimball from Reno 911. She was hilarious. At one point she did this like, Canadian Julie Garland thing, was was too dead on. His ensemble was way funnier than he was.
The coolest thing though, was his onstage musical director, Marc Shaiman. I swear Bonnie and I were the only ones who knew who was at first. Amongst other things, he co-wrote the music to the musical Hairspray as well as the songs in The South Park Movie.
We waited by the stagedoor for that too, but after a half hour of waiting, only Marc Shaiman and one other person came out, so we called it a night and headed home.
So I rate the day like this: Even though The Wedding Singer didn't have Stephen Lynch, it was still awesome.
Martin Short's show was aight, with his ensemble much funnier than him.
Oh! I forgot to mention the most ironic thing. At the stagedoor, while waiting for people to come out after The Wedding Singer, it turns out, the reason Stephen Lynch wasn't there, was because he was at a wedding! Seriously!